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Bhagavad-Gita 117
was the head of the Kaurava family, and in their ranks Arjuna now sees his blood relatives, friends, companions and teachers. As he views the scene from between the two armies, his spirits fall. He can see that thousands of his kinsmen will be killed and maimed. No matter how evil the foe, what can justify the gross carnage to families on both sides? No, Arjuna will have no part; he would rather die. Filled with profound sorrow, he cries out to Krishna:
Krishna, Krishna,
Now as I look on these my kinsmen
Arrayed for battle,
My limbs are weakened, my mouth is parching, My body trembles, my hair stands upright,
My skin seems burning.
The bow Gandiva slips from my hand,
My brain is whirling round and round,
I can stand no longer:
Krishna, I see such omens of evil!
What can we hope from this killing of kinsmen? What do I want with victory, empire,
Or their enjoyment?
O Govinda,
How can I care for power or pleasure,
My own life, even,
When all these others,
Teachers, fathers, grandfathers, uncles, Sons and brothers, husbands of sisters, Grandsons and cousins,
For whose sake only I could enjoy them, Stand here ready to risk blood and wealth In war against us?
Knower of all things,
Though they should slay me how could I harm them? I cannot wish it:
Never, never,
Not though it won me the throne of the three worlds; How much the less for earthly lordship!
Krishna,
Hearing the prayers of all men,
Tell me how can we hope to be happy


































































































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